Yesterday we headed up into wild Brook Trout water for the first time this spring.  Flows were a little high but the  Mountain Laurel was blooming, the butterflies were everywhere and the fish were happy to take any well presented fly.  I was with a skilled tenkara veteran and we actually fished with the same fly all day.  It fooled this beauty while we were laying flat on our stomachs on a truck sized boulder and casting down 10′ into a pool.  We were really gettin’ our tenkara on.  My muscles are a little sore this morning from all the hiking, climbing and four point scrambling but it sure was nice to get back in the wild.